Sebastian Stan Imagines

Tommy Lee - Tour Pt. 2

A/n: Made it to Thailand! And yay! I'm able to still update! <3

Summary: You and Tommy pamper each other (Pamper = take care of each other :)) <3

Warning: Fluff! <3

Destination: Bangkok, Thailand
(Not a tour destination but I made it one.)

Tommy sat shirtless, criss-crossed on the white bedsheets in the hotel room, as you placed a cup of lemongrass tea on a wooden tray in front of Tommy.

Also grabbing a cold towel, you placed it rolled up on the tray.

Tommy smiled at you as you swiftly moved around the hotel room, grabbing your supplies.

You plopped down on the bed behind the try but in front of Tommy.

"It's my turn to pamper you," You said.

"You don't have too, sugar cube," He said.

"Nope, nope," You said. "You have a concert tonight. It's always nice to pampered. Now, shush."

Tommy chuckled as you unrolled the cool towel, and swiped it over his forehead.

He flinched at the coolness, but suddenly relaxed as you smoothed the cloth over his skin.

Picking up the tea cup, you held it up to him.

"Drink," You said. "It helps with your throat before a performance."

Tommy smiled at you, taking the cup and taking a sip.

"That is good," He said, and you took the cup back.

"Good," You said.

You gently pressed your hands against your shoulders, gently pushing him backwards on the bed.

He shifted as you moved the cool cloth onto his neck, chest, and stomach.

You rested your body on top of his, and you slowly kissed his lips.

"I love you," You said.

"I love you too," Tommy said, wrapping his arms around your back. "And thank you."

You nodded, kissing his lips again.

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You watched as the crew warmed up backstage, Tommy twirling the drumsticks around his fingers.

Tommy seemed more relaxed after you had pampered him, and it made you happy.

"Hey," Courtney said, coming up to you.

"Hey," You said.

"Tommy seems relaxed," Courtney said. "How'd you do it?"

You smiled.

"Just lemongrass tea, a cold cloth, and a kiss," You said.

"Huh," Courtney said, tilting her head at her husband. "I guess I should try that."

You nodded.

"It seems to work," You said.

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After the long performance, Tommy took you back to the hotel.

You didn't know what Tommy was doing. You were lying on your stomach on the bed, reading a book.

You suddenly felt a cold towel on your clothed back and you hissed at the contact, wanting to move but firm hands pressed you back down.

"Shh," Tommy whispered. "It's my turn to pamper you."

You wanted to look at him, but you didn't.

Tommy moved the towel on the back of your neck, leaving it there before removing your shirt.

You felt Tommy lean down.

"You're beautiful," He whispered, pressing a kiss to your cheek before moving the cloth into your back.

You shifted under the coolness, as Tommy moved the cloth around your body.

Tommy stopped, removing the cloth and lifting you back up, pressing you against his chest.

He moved a cup of tea into your hands, which you drank.

Tommy took the cup back, setting it down as you leaned into his chest, your back firmly pressed against it.

You leaned your head onto his shoulder, sighing.

Tommy kissed your exposed neck, your temple, and then your lips.

"Thank you, Tommy," You said.

"Of course, sugar," He answered. "Anything for you."